No one lives life alone. It is a joint venture. You are a part of the whole when, all the while, you are the whole. You are everyone and everything all at once.

If time existed, you would be the past, present, and future. You would be everything that ever existed on earth and in Heaven and ever will and ever does. You are.

You are the singer and the song. The song comes from your throat and your ears hear it. The song you sing is yourself. There is no other song to sing.

If there is One, and you are One, then you are everything altogether everywhere always. Eternal and universal are you. There is nowhere you have not been, and nowhere you will not yet go. And there is No One that you are not.

There is an inescapable tide of life, and you are swept up in it. And yet you are the tide, and you are the life you are swept up in. All of earth life is a discourse about you.

I talk to all even though there is only One to speak to.

Soon there will be no far apart. There never was. You are beginning to notice, that's all.

When all are One, and you are One, how can an opponent exist unless it is you? When you are all that is, how can there be anyone who is not you? You appear to yourself every day in imagined forms that you give names to.

What is not imagined is love, for love is an awareness of Truth unadorned. Truth unadorned is Truth at its best because only Truth is. Truth has no need of adornment. Truth lays you bare. Truth adores you because you are Itself.

You are the mystery of the universe, only to find out that there is no mystery. All is known, and you are the Knower. Your wondering is about what you already know.

You become aware that awareness alone is. What you are aware of exists in your awareness. You think you are an outsider looking in, but there is no outside. If there were outside and inside, apartness could exist, but there is only Oneness.

You do not have partners in life really because there is no one to partner with except yourself.

You play a game called Dividing Myself. It is a far-fetched game, but you do enjoy it. You love delving into it, moving the little emblem you call yourself across the board of life and all around the town and back again to where you started. Other emblems are lined up with you.

You can only win the Reality of Life.

You are destined to win it. And yet you divert yourself from it. You run around it.

The only discovery is Self-Discovery.

The only awareness is Self-Awareness.

The cat you have dragged in from the rain is you. The beautiful art on your mantelpiece is also you. You painted it. You bought it. You hung it. You admire it. It is all your handiwork.

You are the door, the swinging of the door, and the opener of the door. And you are the one who goes through it.

That's the whole story.

The only way you can suffer is because you have caught yourself in a time warp. Even though time does not exist, you have caught yourself there.

You are a beautiful being of God. That is all you are. That is enough. You are All. You are Mine. Concede you are My Oneness on earth for the sole revelation of the Oneness of All That Is.